I watched as the man, whose daughter I alone had saved, walked into the building where he worked. A slight smile appeared on my face as I realized my plan was going smoothly. The transporter I needed was hidden, and that was one of my main problems. I waited till I heard the explosion inside the archive, then I made my move to grab the transporter. Taking it in my hand, I made my next move in this game of chess that I was playing with the admiral, I was a few moves away from checkmate . I had to steal a ship, this didn't take me long especially under the cover of nightfall.
A couple hours passed since the explosion at the Star Fleet archive , I had been waiting for the officials of Star Fleet to gather the captains and the first officers in a meeting. My plan was to attack and strike when It was least expected. They luckily went right along with my plan, all the pieces of the puzzle were falling into place. I flew over to the StarFleet building that the meeting was taking place in, my warrior mind and body ready for a fight. I looked at the pathetic scene before me, so called leaders and their second in command gathered together trying to solve a solution that was bound to get worse. I felt a thrill go though my system as I started to shoot at them, Marcus would feel the pain of the ones that he held so dear to him being threatened and killed. The people inside panicked and ran around like a heard of sheep that got scared, oh how I enjoyed making Marcus suffer for his transgressions. I shot at anything that moved, hoping to kill as many as possible, making a wound on the admirals cold, black heart. A young man threw something at my ship, it took a while before it finally clogged my engines. An explosion sounded and I looked over towards the man, staring at him as I spiraled down. About to crash when I transported to the abandoned world of the Klingons, it was known as, Kronos. Star Fleet wouldn't dare follow me there, but knowing Marcus he was going to send someone after me and hopefully start the war that he had always wanted. I looked over the abandoned wasteland of Kronos, pulling my dark hood over my face as a dry wind blew. It looked like a mechanical wasteland, sooner or later I would need to make some sort of weapon, and I know exactly what I was going to build. Suddenly I heard a voice of a man threatening to shoot me with 72 torpedoes if I didn't comply to his wishes. I would surrender, but only if all 72 were there. I just had to wait for the expected people sent to capture me. It wasn't long before I heard incoming ships on the planet, they were Klingon war birds and they were chasing something that was headed my way, it looked like a human type of ship.
AN: Man! I'm soo sorry I haven't updated lately. It's just been a bit hectic in my life at the moment. I'm hoping you are enjoying this story and my concept of Khan and his personality. I really hoping I'm getting his character down and the way he acts. Thank you for all the reads, comments and votes. They seriously mean the world to me!!!XoXo-Nicole
Ps. I apologize if this is terrible it's almost 2 in the morning!!!! Sorry it's soo short
